Day #16

National Poetry Month: Day # 16

Today’s prompt was a no go for me–to write a poem of ten lines where each line was a lie.

So… I challenged myself and reworked an older poem.

The lines from this poem read from top to bottom or bottom to top with the same meter/pattern in both directions. I was looking through a green glass canning jar one day and thought about how it looked like life under a greenish blue sea. I thought about how our perceptions are misperceptions because of the lens from which we are viewing a situation. Some food for thought.


(an)unaltered view
of salty seawater life: swollen
rife atoms collide
greenblue wonderland
spumescent whitecaps
of green glass refracting light: hazy
(an)amorphic view

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